i hate myself for being like that.
i suddenly think i'm being damn selfish.




here i am, living my life like an idiot,
just letting time pass like that.
is there even a moment i sincerely cherished?
perhaps i did, maybe not.



i think it's time i stopped,
and take a good look around me,
and stop taking the people around me for granted,
and care more about how they'd feel.




argh, the regrets.
i'm sorry.